Frightened Rabbit - Boxing Night lyrics

It's Boxing Night I celebrate in style Boxer shorts and spirits floor littered with ghosts of bottles past There's a naked hush Hold only a breath and a pulse Of a heart that was kicking as though it is desperate to be born And I'm hostage blind Deaf to the din outside Good Glasgow could burn to it's timber tonight and I'd barely blink an eye Well the clock just stopped You can cut that into my headstone Won't something move so I stop staring a hole into the phone? You can get me at home With a drink to ill health Just me and these walls And a beaten up chair On Boxing Day This is Boxing Night And someone lost an eye Well I swear I've lost the last drop of whatever kept me awake alive Well I fell in the Forth from a heavy right hook To a blushed and swollen face And in a single blow it's murdered and then it takes years to waste away I can't call you all mine anymore Oh I can't call you fullstop But you know you can call me up Any time call me Whatever the f** you want You can get me at home With a drink to ill health Just me and these walls And a beaten up chair You can get me at home With a drink to ill health Just me and these walls And my beaten up chair On Boxing Day